Opus Gemini I
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The Antikythera Mechanism - a set of gears that might foretell the ways of the stars.
In the sea, the Antikythera Mechanism escaped the purposeful destruction that hit its siblings a hundred years later. Save for one: The OPUS GEMINI. This last of the Opera is held by Adrianus and Valeriana, two quarrelsome housemates at the rim of the Roman world.
There comes a time of crisis, of warfare. And the ancient power that once ruled the Opus rises again. The agents of the lost realm of Commagene set forth to bring the OPUS GEMINI:
Pernica the Swift, also known as the Polan Panthercat, who is seeking her life and her doom.
And Sedigitus the Sixfinger, a misshapen warrior, dedicated to his mission at whatever cost.
But there is another, a new force gathering. The mysterious Headhunters are out, and they take more than just the heads of people they are interested in. Adrianus and Valeriana find themselves pursued by two enemies at once.
Each of them determined to get the Codebook of the Cosmos. And the man who knows to use it.
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Introduction
"The greatest of all devices, however, and
the greatest of al things which have been de-
vised is that in which the heavens are described,
according to longitude and latitude, with models
which actually go through the diurnal move-
ment. This device is worth more than a kingdom
to a wise man."
Roger Bacon (1216): The nullity of magic
In 1901, the most sophisticated device of the ancient world returned to sunlight after it had spent 2000 years in a Roman shipwreck offshore the Greek island of Antikythera. But it was as late as 1957 that this clotted lump of gearwheels, axles, scales and pointers was recognised as part of an astronomical instrument that is without known counterpart in its period or the centuries after. This instrument, known as the Antikythera Mechanism or the Antikythera Device, features a sort of clockwork that was able to display, for any date selected, the positions of the sun, the moon and probably also of the visible planets, taking into account many intricacies of their varying orbits. Better still, this instrument could predict solar and lunar eclipses many years in advance!
After the turn of the millennium, the publications of the Antikythera Mechanism Research Project (AMRP) turned attention to this unique object (www.antikythera-mechanism.gr). If you happen to visit the National Museum of Athens, Greece, you may find it there on display; a number of functional reconstructions are spread across technical museums world-wide.
The AMRP believes that the mechanism may have originated either in Corinth or its famous colony, Sicilian Syracuse. However, the ship that kept it contained cargo from Asia Minor and, when it sank, had set a western course - probably heading for Rome. We do not know who may have used it and for which purpose. No classic author seems to have described its function, though instruments predicting the movements of the skies are mentioned, among others, by Poseidonius and Cicero. No other device of this age was found so far - the second-oldest preserved is many centuries younger and much simpler. But one fact may be safely inferred: The Antikythera Mechanism had achieved technological maturity; it cannot have been a prototype.
The trilogy Opus Gemini, a part of the Romanike series, tells the story of the Antikythera Mechanism's lost siblings.
In 161 A.D., only one such device is still known to a few insiders of the Roman Empire: the OPUS GEMINI, once forged by the astronomer Geminus on the island of Rhodus. The novel Corpus sacrum (Societätsverlag Frankfurt, 2006, translation forthcoming) tells how Geminus' mechanism came to the hiding place where it is now, twenty years before this story begins. Knowledge of Corpus sacrum is not required to enjoy the Opus Gemini trilogy, though.
According to Corpus sacrum, Princess Iulia Balbilla, interpreter of the Codebook of the Cosmos, was exiled by Roman emperor Antoninus Pius in about 140 A.D. She has been biding her time since in the border city of Samosata on the river Euphrates, where once stood the throne of her royal ancestors, the last kings of Commagene. Now Antoninus Pius is dead and Roma has new lords: Marcus Aurelius, also called the Philosopher on the Throne, and his coregent, Lucius Verus. For the first time, the Imperium is ruled by two emperors together. And at once they have to face a mighty foe: Vologaeses IV, king of the realm of Parthia, has taken the opportunity to invade the Eastern provinces. As Princess Balbilla escapes from the plundering of her place of exile, she plots her return to the summit of power - and for this aim, she needs the OPUS GEMINI.
Please, find in the appendix a glossary of Latin and other terms occurring in the text and a list of geographical names with their modern complements. Further background information will be provided successively on our homepage, www.romanike.de .
The Greek verses in chapters 6 and 13 derive from Pindar's 'Pythian ode, No. 8', lines 95-97:
ἐπάμεροι· τί δέ τις? τί δ’ οὔ τις? σκιᾶς ὄναρ
ἄνθρωπος. ἀλλ’ ὅταν αἴγλα διόσδοτος ἔλθῃ,
λαμπρὸν φέγγος ἔπεστιν ἀνδρῶν καὶ μείλιχος αἰών.
Épámeroi: Tí dé tis? Tí d’oú tis? Skiâs ónar
ánthrôpos. All’hótan aígla diósdotos élthê,
lamprón phéngos épestin andrôn kaí meílichos aiôn.
Fleeting star: What are you? What aren't you? Man is a
phantom's dream. But when a gleam comes from the gods,
a radiant light is on the mortals and life is sweet.
Dramatis personae
Names marked with an asterisk * are documented in history.
The House of Balbilli
* Iulia Balbilla, Archpriestess and princess of Commagene.
* T. Balbillus Aquila, Balbil a's nephew.
* Avidius Cassius, Roman commander-in-chief, a cousin of Balbil a.
Pernica the Swift, a gladiatrix from the far north.
Sedigitus the Sixfinger, another gladiator, born in Isauria.
The House of Iulii, Aquae Mattiacorum
*C. Iulius Restitutus, patron of the house, mysteriously vanished before this tale begins.
Lucania Castilla, his wife, died from grief over her husband's loss.
C. Iulius Demetrius and Caesernia Sabina (formerly Caesernii Charis Sabiniana), freedmen and adopted heirs.
C. Iulius Adrianus, their son, 19 years old.
Belsia Valeriana, Adrianus' 'honorary sister', 22 years old, actual y the daughter of the late monger Belso.
Their slaves
Iordanes, the tutor, a Iudaean, replaced his late predecessor, Apollodorus.
Aiax, the cook.
Henioche, Castilla's lady-in-waiting and hairdresser.
Patroclus, the doorman, a Nubian.
Satto, the Maiordomus, an aging Gaul.
Phoenix, manager of the countryside estate.
The House of Caesernii
* Macedo and Statianus, chiefs of the Caesernian house of Aquileia.
* T. Caesernius Severus, chief of the Caesernian house of Emona.
Ianuarius, the doorman.
Salama the Iudaean, a freedman.
Amatunis, daughter of a poor client, 8 years old.
Many other subjects, including a Marcoman.
In Nida
Zosimus, a public physician.
'Auntie' Tochiris, his ever-busy slave.
Polychromas, a rare 3-coloured tomcat.
Linus, an artistic finer.
Nasso, his apprentice.
Gandestrio, another apprentice of Linus, son of Gandarix, from Novum Mattium.
Lucianus, a pottery trader.
In Mogontiacum
* Aufidius Victorinus, Legatus Augustorum, the current lieutenant of the province of Germania Inferior.
Zanticus, Decurio of Victorinus' Iazygian bodyguard.
Abdethatus, the priest of the local dolichenum.
Arborius Arboras, a merchant, member of the transriparian purveyors.
Bovana and Bissula, two prostitutes from Novium Mattium.
Grimo, a guide, looking for wealthy visitors.
Drutalos, Brinno and Matuix, Men who help Grimo searching.
Embricho, an innkeeper.
Macrinus, an old hungry guest of the Quercus.
Tullius Capito, a legionary.
Demosthenes, archphysician of the military hospital.
Flavius Leucippus, also known as the Carnifex, chief surgeon of the military hospital.
Bignose and Lopears, two patients of the Carnifex.
In Novum Mattium
Arpo, a common Chattvari.
Aurina Dísa, the chief leech, or healeress, of the town.
Bauto, a lumberjack, possibly related to Iulius Demetrius.
Catvalda Truncatus, the Pegleg, a captain of robbers and bandits.
Catumero, Catvalda's nephew.
Gandarix, an old warrior, father of Gandestrio in Nida.
Gandasco and Gandarta, his other sons.
Ganna, his daughter; Aurina's apprentice.
Ramis, Catumero's girlfriend, Aurina's apprentice.
Sido, commander-in-chief of the Chattvarii.
Penzo, Hraban, Uido, three slaves.
Germanic aeþelings
Agenarix, envoy of the Marcomannic king, Bal omarius.
Ballomarius or, translated, Bigdick, king of the Marcomanni.
Athanaldo, aeþeling of the Angrivarian tribe.
Fratto, aeþeling of the Toutones.
Hnisso, aeþeling of the Bructeri.
Iossa, aeþeling of the Hermunduri.
Ervicho, Lugurix, Biracos., various others.
At other places
* Imperator Caesar Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Augustus, Senioraugustus of the Roman Empire.
* Imperator Caesar Lucius Verus Augustus, Iunioraugustus of the Roman Empire.
Daromil, Pernica's dark shadow.
Hagdan, an auxiliary soldier.
Sarciapus, priest of the dolichenum of Nauportum.
Soeris, his wife.
Lycaon, their only slave.
Barsimsus, a Vindelican labourer.
Theimes, his son.
Maddgarisianus, known as Maddus madidus, captain of the Lupa galliana.
Gavera, pilot of the Lupa galliana.
Now I shall call upon the Planets, the Seven, and summon you to bow before the Codebook of the Cosmos.
I call upon the Winds, the Four, and summon you to turn my sail to where our instrument of heaven had been taken.
I call upon the Fates, the Three, and summon you to return the OPUS GEMINI into our hands.
I call upon Balbillus Aquila, my nephew, and summon you to follow the Seven, the Four and the Three to slash off the hand that turns the gears of the world.
Fear not that the wolves might have devoured me! That will not befall to me, Iulia Balbilla, your Royal Archpriestess and heiress of the Realm that is no more. For I am versant with reading the ways of the stars and to see what will betide.
You may have heard that eastern hordes sacked my town of exile, my Samosata where my sires had once been rightful kings. And I had foretold that. You may have further heard that they marched on with steel and arrow to ravage all the lands down to the inner shores, and they laid siege to the ports and drove people out of towns. And I had foretold that, too. For still I master the art that my mother's grandfather contrived: Thrasyllus the stargazer, who first taught our house the Ars Mathematica, that unlocks the power of the Number. Foreseeing, I arranged for sailing by the gale of war to escape from my confinement. I fled with Lucianus, that amusing writer, when he came to save his kin from Samosata, and he took me to Ephesus, the pearl of Asia.
May Roma still believe for a while I was dead, dismembered by barbarian scimitars. But you shall know that your Royal Archpriestess and aunt is still in this world. My Emperor's adopted son, Antoninus Augustus Pius, may have believed my exile would not last long, for I was already old when he expelled me. Yet I outlived him and I shall make Roma pay for his injustice. I am older now than any other Man I know, and though I witnessed Anaireta, my Destroyer Star, entering the sign of my passing, I also saw it leaving again, and I averted the hour of my doom so that I shall restore the power which Zeus granted to the Balbilli!
As I am writing this, I am looking out at the very stadiums which host the games that are named in honour of our House: the Koinà Asiás Balbilleia. I saw them thirty years ago, in the attendance of my Emperor Hadrianus. When we came here for the first time, Balbillus' Games were held outside their schedule. But not to please my Emperor. Of course they did it for me, Iulia Balbilla! For, as my grandfather Balbillus used to chant every morning of his life, 'Roma rules over the world and the emperors rule over Roma; but we Balbilli rule over the emperors.'
The will of Zeus, King of Gods, consigned the OPUS GEMINI to us. It is the token of our House, our heirloom, the device of our power, by whose guidance we made emperors or brought about their downfall. And once I held it with my very own hands. I can still feel the texture of its case and its cool frame of ore on which my thumbs leave greasy marks. I can still hear the creak of its crank as it moves one dozen and two dozen wheels, and the grinding of its little pointers, hurrying hither and thither as my will commands to reveal the past or future motions of the stars.
But alas: empty are my hands, memory is fleeing from my fingers. We were in Ephesus again when my Emperor, Hadrianus, ordered us across the mouth of its river. At the thither shore issues a valley, almost encircled by wildly grown hills, just at the sea it widens towards the mountain-rich island of Samus, Pythagoras' home. But on that day it hid behind misty rain. Even Zeus cried tears when He watched us walking up to the temple of Clarus.
This is where Apollo the god speaks oracles, higher praised than those of Delphi. When you approach his sanctuary, you pass alignments of treasury after treasury and effigy after effigy, all donated by thankful men. And my Emperor had Apollo's temple restored; now he returned to crown it with the most precious gift: my OPUS GEMINI. For Hadrianus feared it more than a knife in the night.
Forgive me that I cannot tell more! Once you shall learn, but it is sorrowful to remember. Now a young novice was expecting us on the steps before the altar, a small, handsome man who wore the Sacred Dolphin of Apollo on a chain at his neck. I still remember this chain; it was a unique piece, and I could recognise it if I ever saw it again! Then my Emperor bid me to bow, and I had to yield my OPUS GEMINI. How I cried as I watched this young man's unworthy hands on it! How he smiled as he carried it into the most splendid treasury and locked it away! But not for good. For there are gods who are mightier than Apollo.
The first sign of divine wrath was in next winter; then the earth quaked in the province of Iudaea. The second sign was Simon Barchochebas who rose against Roma and proclaimed himself king of Israel. Then Hadrianus sent legions against the Iudaeans and his final years were darkened by ashes and blood. When he died, the world spit on his memory. But the third sign was Chaeremon, the false prophet. He showed up in the train of the returning legions to teach a deity, mightier than Zeus. To prove the veracity of his words, he stole our OPUS GEMINI.
Antoninus never admitted this deed, lest it might be said that Apollo could not take care of his goods. But the novice, as I heard, was expelled from Clarus, for he had either neglected his duties or been bribed by the thief. Where he went then, I know not. Remember only that our OPUS GEMINI was lost twenty years ago, in the third year of Antoninus Pius - Eúsébes, if you prefer to call him by his Greek honorific: He Who Reveres Sires. See, even his epithet is a mockery of me! And Antoninus mistrusted my fealty to Roma and sent me to exile; and you had to deny your heritage and modestly dwell at Histria's southernmost cape – you who should rule over earth and sky!
Behold which course Roma has set since: instead of one emperor there are two now – can Zeus assent to that? Or why did the god send those barbarians against Roma? The Codebook of the Cosmos must again be read by a Balbillus, only our way will comply to the will of the heavens!
Hence I will take upon me the pain to set out on my final voyage. You will hardly recognise me now, after those 23 years, yet we shall meet on our way, my nephew. And together we shall lead our kinsman to victory: Avidius Cassius, scion of the royal house whose heiress I am. Avidius is charged with the task to lead legions against the hordes from the East. With the OPUS GEMINI we shall assist him and then make him emperor, as his fate is inscribed into the Codebook of the Cosmos!
There are those who may know where it was hidden. I think of the Caesernii, the house of our foes: a mighty clan of Tuscan nobility, and they dispatch senators and consuls to Roma. Their lesser branch resides in the Colonia Iulia Emona, which is the first major town on Italian soil if you approach from the east. To there Chaeremon had taken the OPUS GEMINI first, before he ventured north and passed out of knowledge, and the OPUS with him. But some Caesernii followed him on his last way, so said the final tidings that I received before I was exiled. The Caesernii should know where the OPUS GEMINI is!
I call upon you and summon you to find out what they know. But use caution. Do not trust even those who pray to our god, for the power of the OPUS GEMINI might be too tempting. Touch it and you try the heavens! Rather send those who have nothing to lose and nowhere to go, who will faithfully serve us and retrieve our Codebook for whatever life it may cost. Let our mysts watch them in secret. At given times, they shall refer to the nearest temple of Zeus Dolichaîos and send us report on their progress. And if they dare to turn away from our cause, they shall be vanquished.
I expect your note of compliance, my nephew. Let me add today's horoscope to testify how favourably the stars are shining onto our stairway back to the helm of the Imperium Romanum.
At the day XVII Kal. Sep.
Vale!
What was or will be was then no more the tale of prophets but the knowledge of the scholars. Human mind ascended to the sky, tracking the restless course of stars and dividing it by angles, circles, signs. Images were sketched, locations marked out, orbits measured and, ultimately, the all governing laws unravelled. Ars Mathematica: this was the name of the unfathomable art. Wise men forged the order of the Cosmos into ore and shaped from it a mechanism that showed the motions of the stars.
Or so the Curator had said on behalf of Sir Balbillus, who owned the school of gladiators she had been bound to, known to her as the Stable. The Curator's words suggested a small carriage or a grinder. Pernica could not fancy any other kind of wheels. Yet he had also said that she could have held this thing in both hands.
And now it could have told her that Sol, the Luminary of the Day, was leaving Scorpio to enter Sagittarius, that Mercurius was summoning them while Saturnus followed tarrying, that Venus was approaching to embrace the Sun, that Mars was nearing, too, to command the gathering, until at last even Luna, silver moon of the sky, would come to join them. As if one wheel was gearing into another and turning it along, likewise the wandering stars were hurrying together. Just Iuppiter, the golden Lord of the Cosmos, stayed haughtily away: He alone rose at eve in the east and ruled the night in radiant splendour.
Had the stars advised Sir Balbillus to choose Pernica? She had applied, sworn an oath of fealty, deposited all her trophy money as a guarantee for her return – but never mind. Who had ever heard of people keeping an oath? She had done it just to see Mount Ocra again.
For a while she had not known whether she would be accepted. Some fellows had mocked her, calling her hope ridiculous. In the end, though, she had been appointed as a complement to Sedigitus, for she was wont to living in the wild where he would fail while he was at home in the cities, which were to her but menacing gorges raised by men. Both of them had been great in the arenas: Pernica the Swift, also advertised as the Polan Panthercat, and Sedigitus the Sixfinger. He had simply been chosen for reasons she had not heard about, yet he seemed to be so faithfully committed. This bitter fighting man had been avoided even in the Stable, for he was seldom saying a word and laughing only when he had vanquished another opponent. How much she yearned for getting rid of him!
This was a novelty: felling another gladiator without facing opposition. The Roman style of calculated killing had much in common with surgery. It was a mathematical exercise of the kind her coach Rutilicus had taught her, the way of an Imperium that adored numeric precision even in bloodshed. First, her knife would hit him unexpectedly. It would not slay him, it was too small for that. But it would weaken him. Second, she would ride up to him and drive her sword into his side before he could lift spear or shield. Let him die at the roadside. Third, take both horses and leave. To Mount Ocra first, and then further, she did not know yet to where. The Curator would never find out what had happened on that road into the Carusardius, the wasteland east of the sea that knows only bleakness and wind.
It was colder now than down at the seaside. They had not met anyone since they had set out from Tergeste's port, upland, inland, into Histria. Ahead rose an abraded hill over moss and scrub, as white as a lost hill of snow and as depressing as the coffin of a fallen god. That was the rock wall that she desired to see. Alone. The opportunity was splendid.
She had not learnt to take aim on horseback, though, and to compensate for the rocking of the saddles. For a long time she had not been mounted at all; and her mare, Alata, was so tall that she felt on its back like a little girl. But she might try. Pernica was a dimachaera, trained to wield blades in both hands, still, her left was a bit better suited for taking aim. She changed her rein into the right hand.
Her eyes were steady on that vulnerable spot in his back, right in the middle of the swing that his plait described. Ever so gently her left hand descended along her cloak, to reach that place inside her hemline which held the hidden knife.
Then Sedigitus turned around.
'Don't dawdle, Panthercat! Get ahead! Oimoi,